My First Moose 
This kill gave me the idea that I must not spend 
too much of my time after sheep if I was to 
be successful with moose, so I gave my knee 
some pretty severe work during the next four or 
five days, with the result that I nearly crocked 
up entirely, but managed to kill fifteen sheep in 
all, three whole skins of ewes and also of three 
rams being kept as specimens, which on my 
return I disposed of as follows: one pair I gave 
to the Victoria Natural History Museum, B.C., 
one pair to the Natural History Museum, South 
Kensington, which, by the way, were disgrace- 
fully cleaned, in fact, hardly cleaned at all, and 
one pair my taxidermist sold for me in Paris 
for a museum there. The rest of my heads I 
gave away, with the exception of three, which I 
kept for my own collection. 
We had bad luck with both grizzly and black 
bears; the country fairly swarmed with them, 
but my time was so short that I could not devote 
a whole week or ten days to their pursuit, as I 
did in the case of the sheep and moose. Had I 
been able to do so, I am sure I could have 
obtained all the bear I wanted, and I did want 
a very big one badly. Here, again, bad luck 
came in, for I did not get another shot at bears, 
except one at a black beast, which I might as 
well have missed, during the time I was in the 
mountains. “‘ Prasnic”’ was the principal cause of 
my failure in this direction, for I should have 
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